Wednesday, December 28, 2005
living my dull life in a colourful world**
Self-pity. I can't help but wallow in it sometimes. It's not that i keep looking on the bad side of things or be over-sensitive about things..Many things just fall nicely into place.
If someone would ask me to choose between being a loner or being in a group, i'll most likely to choose the former. For perhaps i'm more of a thinking person. Like what my mates in AJ would say, "we being the ones always cheering others up and acting like the whole world is such a lovely place, are the ones who are the most upset within". Then again, i'll start to think, are they feeling more upset and helpless than i am?
I mean, many people do feel emotionally unstable, upset and like depressed over superficial things or somethings that aren't really of great importance. Maybe to them, those things may mean a whole lot to them that's why.
Hm.. sometimes, i get really irritated by things very easily..like when people talk to me (some, and only i know who). It's like i just get turned off when they talk to me. Maybe part of it is fear? Because of something only i know. And i totally hate it when people who just got to know me, or only know the surface of what's the real me who want to dig into my life, thinking they really understand me!! Like totally.
hm.
"I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, who has sight so keen and strong
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend."
-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
' Fly Away
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
